Can I lose
What I never had?
Can I win what I choose
And still be mad?

Thorns pricking me
Blood will fall away,
Like love that exceeds the depth of the sea
And still refuses to stay

Can I steal
Their wandering eyes?
Can I feel
And never be the one that cries?

Thorns pricking me
Blood will fall away,
Like love that is free
And so, refuses to stay